Alpha Angel Novels & Stories

Then I kissed her on the tip of her nose. Alexander: Hello, my angel. This is Carl, my Beta. Angel: Beta? But you're a knight, aren't you? I hesitated to answer her. Just yesterday, she asked me to give her time to get used to me before I started talking to her like this. Angel: It's okay, you can talk to me in my head. Alexander: I'm not a knight, Angel, it's just a cover. Angel: A cover? Alexander: Yes, I'm the heir to the throne, Prince Alpha.

the she-wolves said in unison and bowed as if I were a guest. A wave of panic surged up my back and my mouth opened in surprise, but no sound came from my throat. "You may leave," said the voice of a man I did not know. When I looked towards the door, a tall, thin man with blonde hair and hazel eyes carefully returned my gaze. There was something in his face that reminded me of Stefan, and my pulse raced immediately. The man frowned, as if he had noticed that. "I'm Ángel; I'm the Beta of the Northern Pack and I can help you with whatever you need. Are you looking for Enya or are you looking for Jackson?" the Beta Angel asked, and little by little I leaned back.

The hunting season has just began in the Black moon pack. All the alphas of the pack are giving out orders on how it will take place well except for that of the alpha of the white skinned lycan, the Black moon; Angel. Angel has just turned 17 this summer and she has been going through intense training. Her uncle Luciano, the beta (second in command) sees to it that that she gets the standard and best lessons that would help her become the strongest female alpha.

I have no idea where Xander is taking me, but I’ll pretty much go anywhere if it means talking to Meadow. However, when we show up at his parents’ house, I nearly make a run for it. I’ve already had to face Xander, his brother, the current Alpha, and his sister. Now, I’m going to meet one of the original Guardians and one of the strongest Alphas that has ever lived? Yeah, not high on my to-do list. Xander’s mother’s name suits her, Angel. She has long, straight white-blond hair. She’s short, shorter than me, making her nearly a foot shorter than Xander, with grey eyes. She has a kind face and shrewd eyes.

I have no idea where Xander is taking me, but I’ll pretty much go anywhere if it means talking to Meadow. However, when we show up at his parents’ house, I nearly make a run for it. I’ve already had to face Xander, his brother, the current Alpha, and his sister. Now, I’m going to meet one of the original Guardians and one of the strongest Alphas that has ever lived? Yeah, not high on my to-do list. Xander’s mother’s name suits her, Angel. She has long, straight white-blond hair. She’s short, shorter than me, making her nearly a foot shorter than Xander, with grey eyes. She has a kind face and shrewd eyes.

This is normal for the Death Kings. Angel clears her throat. Sidhe and Gator stop kissing to turn their eyes on her. She has such a commanding tone that everyone present is waiting to hear what the high school English teacher and horseback riding instructor have to say. “Alright, you two that’s enough. We aren’t going to start an orgy with the children present,” she admonishes them. Us and Tempest are the ‘children’ she is referring to. They both say, “yes ma’am”. Angel also goes by the name Natalie or her nickname Ali. We call her Angel out of respect for the terrifying assassin she is. The criminal world pays her large amounts of money to quietly end their enemies and she is talented, at l

Julia rubbed her legs nervously, gulping hard. “I thought you were beyond that.” My eyes narrowed and arms crossed in front of my chest. So that’s what she wanted to talk about? “And we are… I just wanted to apologise.” She gave me a tight-lipped smile and continued, “You are Angel’s cousin and I have to tell you the truth. Please be careful, Alpha Aaron isn’t a good man. I fear for Stella and myself, and for you as well.”

she asked Adolphus in the choked voice. She then moved towards Ava and Madeline, and a loud whimper escaped from her lips. “Mom, sis. Hi, I am Angel, the girl whom you two saved with your lives.” She spoke to those bodies in that same choked voice, overwhelmed by her sorrow. “I….. I don’t know how to show my gratitude to you two fo…. For giving me this life, a…. and sacrificing your life so that I could live, but the thing that I know very well is…. Is that I am not going to spare any of those evils who are responsible for your deaths. The only mission of my life from now on is ….. is to send those evil creatures to hell, an…. And make this world a better place to live for all the innocent p

Grey. He didn’t speak immediately. Didn’t interrupt. He walked around the table slowly, carefully, like he understood the weight of the room. The conversation continued, but my attention shifted. Just slightly. Not obvious. Never obvious. Grey stopped beside me. Close enough. Then leaned in slightly, just enough for only me to hear. His voice was low, barely above a whisper. “Angel has been taken.” Silence. Not in the room, no. In me. Everything else continued, voices, arguments, plans, but that one sentence cut through all of it. Clean. Sharp. Final.

Zean replied. The four guards looked haughty because the rule at The Angel's apartment was that customers had to show a membership card as not just anyone could enter. Zean walked a few steps ahead of Valencia, right between the guards. "Is this any way to welcome your leader's right hand!" Zean reprimanded. The four guards looked at Zean and Valencia in turn. In this case, to keep the true leader of The Devil a secret. The name Alexa in the eyes of the members was a woman who was the right hand of the leader Angel of the Death.